Still getting used to the differences between here and the West Coast. I'm sure I will at some point. But I imagine it will take a LONG time.
It's strange here, even after a year, foreign to my ocean-grounded sensibilities. The buildings are mostly new and beige (VERY beige) in the suburban enclave where we live. The people more slower. And they are so... very... NICE. I'm not used to that. I miss big trees, and redwood forests.
The Borg vendor gig ended -- I was hoping to squeeze a couple more months out of it, but that' the reality of their "internal processes".
So, I'm getting on with it. Plus, it's summer, it's lovely, and I'm overall pretty happy. And, thank GOD, Marty's doing SO much better, it's just about amazing. Thank god he has incredible healing capabilities. Not sure what's next, but I'm both job-hunting with a frenzy, plus trolling for freelance work as much as I can.
Stranger in a strange land.
